why is this happening?

there's a look

in someone's eyes when they've

lost it.

my mother

had that look,

that mouth half

open

with bewilderment look

when she

was dying

with dementia.

unsure of her step,

her words

coming slow.

her brain in a fog.

it's no laughing matter.

and when

you see someone propped

up

on a stage

in this state of ill health

your heart breaks.

you wonder

where the people are that love

this person,

the doctors.

the friends, the children.

why are they allowing this

go on?

can't they see this?

where's the empathy

and compassion.

is it all about the ego,

all about the win?